What's Rival Angels? It's the web's number one wrestling comic. Created, written and drawn by my fellow Workshed Studio keyboard monkey, Alan Evans. I've helped out with storyboarding, editing, and some dialogue in the past (and will in the future), but this time the content is all-original, all-Justin. I promise, I will not let the awesome falter.
For those who follow Rival Angels, the long-awaited origin of Sun "Li'l Dragon" Wong will finally be told. For those who don't follow Rival Angels, give it a look anyway. What's the worst that could happen?
A postulation in steps:
1) You read Rival Angels at work.
2) Your boss finds you reading it.*2
3) He/she flips his/her lid and starts screaming "Porn Violation!"
4) You hurriedly try to explain that women wrestling doesn't always mean porn and lurch up from your desk only to knock over your coffee, scalding both of your groins in a feat of physic improbability.*3
5) While nursing your damp, toasted parts you are spied by a coworker who has long suspected panky of the hanky type between you and aforementioned boss and now has the proof, what with all the screaming and genital rubbing.
6) Your boss panics and wraps his/her lanyard around the throat of the ill-informed office gossip, ending their ill-informed life both easily and tragicomically.
7) You and your boss are now both on the hook for at least manslaughter.*4
8) While disposing of your 'prison ticket', you have ample time between grunts and daydreams of the Weekend At Bernie's variety to explain to your boss just what Rival Angels is all about.*5
9) Your boss is intrigued and reads Sun Wong's origin for him/herself.
10) A brief conversation ensues in which you tell your boss how to subscribe to the Rival Angels web comic.
11) A longer conversation ensues in which you explain to your boss just how to set up a Google or Yahoo homepage in order to receive no fewer than thrice-weekly updates from Rival Angels.com via a blog aggregator.
12) Days pass, then weeks; you both realize that the office is a better place for the loss of that silly gossip your boss strangled.*6
13) Still enjoying Rival Angels, you come to form a close bond with your co-conspirator. You've gained a friend.
14) Years later, a man comes to you demanding hush money. He threatens to expose your murderous ways. Your boss rightfully lets you deal with it. After all, he/she has already killed someone for your benefit.
15) Upon delivery of the hush money, you take some initiative for once and follow him back to his den of thievery and find a flourishing white slavery operation.
16) Remembering some of the awesome wrestling maneuvers from Rival Angels, you clean house, setting free the grateful slaves and feeling real good about yourself in the bargain.
17) The police refuse to listen to the blackmailer; because really, who's going to take the word of a blackmailing white slaver as gospel?
18) In fact, the gossip who your boss 'instantaneously laid off' was wrapped up in the white slavery operation too.*7
19) You write me an email outlining the events of your life since reading Rival Angels and I fictionalize them in a blog post to solicit others to read Rival Angels.
20) Some other person begins back at step 1.*8
If that's the worst that happens as a result of reading Rival Angels (particularly starting Monday, April 27th), you've got no reason not to.
* Shame filled self-promotion is just too hard to fake.
*2 Say it with me; "Alt-T to switch between tabs".
*3 Why were your groins so close?
*4 Manslaughter could be parsed to read "man's laughter", but there's nothing funny about the word without that apostrophe and that space. English, huh?
*5 Rookie wrestlers living together; laughing, loving, learning, piledriving.
*6 The replacement is nowhere near as gossipy, buys you a drink occasionally, and does not smell of citronella. Maybe they're hot, but let's not get greedy.
*7 That was fortunate.